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Well… it was true. A lot of things had happened at Hogwarts in the past years. But that didn’t mean Beauxbatons was a better choice. From what her best friend had told her, the other school seemed rather pompous and boring. Since Presley didn’t take the time to talk about it anymore, Gwendolyn didn’t say anything. She had expected the other Ravenclaw to tell her what happened with Elliot… but nothing like that happened. No. Presley was very quiet now.
This was one thing Gwen couldn’t understand. Presley came here because she wanted someone to be sympathetic. How could Gwen be sympathetic if she didn’t even know the problem, nor did Presley tell her the whole story. Well… it was true, the fifth year didn’t care much for long stories, not even short conversations if she disliked the person… but now… Gwendolyn couldn’t help but feel a bit useless for not doing anything to cheer Presley up.
Oh well.
’If you need any help with the spells…’, the fifth year heard herself saying. She herself still needed to practice, because she managed to cast only a few non-verbal spells so far, but mehh. This was probably the right thing to do. So she offered to help.
When she heard Presley thank her, the fifth year just raised an eyebrow at her fellow housemate. What for? She hadn’t done anything. ‘Alright’, she mumbled, glimpsing back at her potions book.
But back to the firstie.
‘I figured as much’, the fifth year said, after having heard the girl’s comment about being a Slytherin. ‘Anyways, congratulations’, she finished saying. Hmm. This made her remember the time when she was a firstie… when she was thinking she would end up being a Slytherin too. Hmm. ‘You don’t seem very… thrilled about it’, the fifth year pointed out. The sentiment would soon change. Gwen should know.
Serenity Wheeler. After making a mental note of the girl’s name, the Ravenclaw extended her hand. ‘Gwen Greene’, she introduced herself as well, even though the other girl had probably figured out her name so far. Well… it was still polite to introduce herself. Eh.
Seri raised an eyebrow at her congratulations. From what she had heard, Slytherins took no prisoners, with paticular emphasis on the other houses. Not that even she herself had a sharp tongue. She shrugged, knowing there was nothing that could be done now, she would be a Slytherin for life... She was soon raising her eyebrows for a second time,
"Why would I be? No-one needs to point-out that about half of the Slytherin population ate completly and utterly miserable beings." She sighed, as to her, this was true. Rora and Ariana and West and Theo and that lot... Seri rolled her eyes.
"Oh, I already knew that," Seri said knowingly and cleverly. Yeeeeah, she already knew. Only because of that other kid and stuff. Though she hadn't known her last name. Now, what year was she? She looked her up and down, but Seri didn't have an great ideas as to where she firted on the Hogwarts family tree. She had a terrible sense of age, despite having three brothers, they all seemed just about the same to her. She gave up, frowning,
"So, what year are you?" Seri thought about asking if she'd had a good day, but she knew that so far, today had been totally and completly boring. Yep.